"There is no way you're getting me to participate in this..." Katie hollered.
"Katie, come on. Please?" Brittney tried to convince her, but she didn't succeed. She sighed and shook her head.
"Really, Brittney? Just stay out of it!" Katie snapped. "I refuse to dress up in tiny bras and underwear and pose for pictures. Find a better way to catch the killer."
Garrett and Tony groaned. "Sorry, Katie, but we have to do this. He has already raped and killed 7 other women. All y'all have to do is pose for some pictures, and when he tries something stupid, we'll be there."
Katie sighed, beyond pisses. To be honest, she loved going undercover. She loved being able to express herself in various ways. The thing that was bothering her was that she was going to be half naked around Brittney... Her sexy, curvy body, and her round, tight... She blinked multiple times to get her mind back into reality.
"Katie, it can't be that bad. We will be together." Brittney tried to soothe her friend.
"That's the problem." Katie thought to herself. Sighing heavily once again, she threw her hands up in the air. "Fine. What the hell."
(next day)
When the team reached the photo shoot area, Katie and Brittney's eyes widened.
"You can't be fucking serious..." Katie yelled at Garrett and Tony as she spotted the location for the pictures. A king size bed with satin sheets. Fantastic. Brittney's heart began to beat wildly as she realized just what kind of photo shoot "this man" had in mind.
"Oh my lord..." Brittney whispered.
"Come on Katie, Britt. Just a few pictures and then it'll be over." Tony claimed.
"Maybe it won't be so bad, Katie."
Eventually hair and makeup people rushes over to them, immediately taking them in different directions to get them ready. Costume people came in afterwards. Katie was given a black, lacy bra and some matching boy shorts. Brittney was given a white see through blouse with matching panties and delicate high heeled shoes.
Both women took their kinky outfits and put them on. Brittney admired herself in the dressing room mirror and was pleased, for the getup looked great on her. The panties were small and shaped her ass nicely, her breasts looking even more perky. Katie on the other hand, was mortified. The outfit looked fabulous on her, but all she cared about was what Brittney would think. The panties cut perfectly around her rounded ass. Katie wished she was in pants.
One last glance in the mirror and Katie stepped out of the dressing room, only to have her breath swept away. "Holy shit, Brittney." She whispered. She stood a few steps away from Katie, having a last minute fix done to her makeup. Katie's eyes were locked on Brittney's body. Brittney stood, her shapely naked legs, the small heels adoring her feet. The sheer blouse allowed Katie to see her ample curves of her breasts and when a costume person pulled up her blouse up to check on her panties, Katie thought she could cum just from looking at her.
Suddenly, Katie was pulled from her thoughts as the photographer yelled and clapped his hands. Brittney turned and her breath was instantly gone. Katie was standing there, looking incredibly sexy in her lingerie.
Their eyes met and color rose to both of their cheeks.
"Okay, Katie, Brittney, on the bed please!" Both women gulped and walked slowly to the bed, sitting on opposite ends.
"Katie?" Brittney whispered. "We can do this, right? We're friends."
Katie smiled slightly. "Yes, Britt. We can do this."
"Okay." Mike, the photographer, said. "Katie in the center of the bed, on your back! Brittney, cuddle up to her side."
They moved slowly and hesitantly. Katie laid down, stiff as a board, her hands grasped tightly at her sides, Brittney half a foot away from her.
"Come on, girls! Loosen up a bit! Katie, put your hands over your head, show off those breasts of yours. Aren't they lovely, Brittney?" Brittney just nodded her head sheepishly. "Brittney, you have to move close to her, my dear. Put your hand on her stomach and look at her like you're going to ravish her alive."
Katie gulped heavily as she raised her arms about her head and watched as Brittney slid up next to her. Biting her lip as Brittney's smooth hand slid over her stomach, her hair teasing Katie's shoulder.
"That's better." Mike smirked. "Now draw some small patterns on Katie's stomach." He began snapping photos as Brittney followed his instructions. Softly dragging her fingers over Katie's taunt abs. She felt her panties dampening.
"Shit." Brittney thought. "This is NOT good." Katie's eyes narrowed a bit at her delicate touch and prayed that her heart pounding out of her chest wasn't noticeable.
"That's it, now look at each other like you're madly in love."
Brittney raised her eyes until they were looking into Katie's. Katie gasped as she saw Brittney's intense gaze. She wished she could offer Brittney words of some sort, but they failed her.
"Okay Brittney, I need you to run your leg up Katie's slowly." Mike said as he took photos of them. Brittney slowly slid her leg up Katie's until their inner thighs were pressed together.
